His Eagle Eyes on Me

Everyone was talking about Layla, who had started accepting global applications for a husband.

"It would be great if Layla Tate would marry into this family." Mr. Woods glanced at his sons. Both his eldest and second eldest sons fell within the age requirements; apart from the fact that they did not own 1.5 billion dollars, Mr. Woods was certain that his sons were eligible matches.

"Haha. We don't have 1.5 billion so they won't pick us." Mrs. Woods had seen the news as well and had allowed herself to daydream about having Layla as her daughter-in-law. It was a shame that they met none of the requirements apart from the age of their sons.

"I thought about it and I think the Fosters made such harsh requirements because they intend to offer an enormous dowry to whoever marries their daughter," Mr. Woods said. "We might not have 1.5 billion, but maybe we can try to figure something out."

"Are you going to take a loan or something? Can you even borrow that much?" Sam asked.

"Are you interested, Sam?" Noah teased.

"You should try submitting your resume, too, Noah. You are brilliant, and if Miss Tate takes a liking to you, she might forget about all her other suitors," Sam said sheepishly.

Noah retreated into his thoughts when he heard what his younger brother had to say.

"Sam is right," Mr. Woods said. "You should both at least try. The boys in this family are just as brilliant as those billionaires. If Layla Tate falls in love with either one of you, our family will ascend into the upper echelons of society! Forget the Shaws, we don't even need to bother with the Bennetts."

my information and submit an application," Noah said. "I did some research on Layla Tate earlier today, and she's the president of Tate

will need to gain a few years of experience before she can be referred to

brother will be filtering her suitors." Noah suddenly lost his confidence. "Elliot Foster and Hayden

brother?" Mr. Woods asked smugly. "I sent Mr. Bennett

lowered their heads

out with the Bennett girl, though!" Mrs. Woods said bitterly. "He just

"The Bennett girl

likes Lucas

is wild. You

you?"

Turlington University so that there will

set her spoon down and got up to leave. Before leaving the room, she said to her son, "Noah, remember to send the Fosters your

"Yes, Mom."

to his room to edit his personal portfolio, and Mr. Woods and Sam were

if there's the slimmest chance, I won't let

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